I was at a thrift store the other day in Cedar City, Utah. (I'm still in Utah, while my husband works at the Utah Shakespeare Festival.) I saw this crumpled up iron bed in the far corner with some beautiful details and a lot of wonderful wear and tear. It was 5 bucks. I wish, I wish, I wish that I was not traveling with a car full of luggage or that I had a way of transporting this special little antique wonder home to Dallas. Ah, well... I'll just dream about it here instead.